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Just Another Day Part 6: Friday Fury
by Kristi (Kristi_aka@hotmail.com)
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (diceandkristifiles@yahoo.com)

Mid morning at the Omni Hotel in Atlanta, Georgia where the WWE's RAW Brand
will be holding a live event at the Phillips Arena, John Cena and Mickie
James are taking a shower together inside of John's hotel room. The two of
them caught a very early flight from Tampa, Florida to avoid dealing the
notoriously hectic Atlanta traffic. John stands behind Mickie as he washes
her back as she sways back and forth in front of him so that her juicy ass
brushes occasionally against him, "Mmmm..." John moans lightly as he slides
his hands up to Mickie's shoulders.

Mickie glances over her shoulder and laughs as she locks her beautiful, perky
eyes with John Cena. "That feels so good John..." Mickie says as she feels
his strong hands lathering the soap against her gorgeous back as the hot
water rains down. "And to think...you just wanted to get to the hotel room
and sleep!"

John smiles, "Hey... we did wake up at like 4 AM.... after going to bed at
like 1..." John says as he continues to wash Mickie's back and shoulders.

Mickie licks her lips slightly and turns back to face John completely and
places her hands onto his water dripping, soap coated muscular chest. Mickie
playfully looks at John Cena "Wuss..."

"Who are you calling a wuss? You're the one who didn't want to get up..."
John laughs.

Mickie lightly shrugs her shoulders "Yeah...so? You're the one that was too
lazy to get up and let your dog out in the middle of the night..." Mickie
replies with a cute laugh as she slides her lingering hands down his muscular
chest to his stomach.

"That's because you were on top...." John smiles as he places his strong
hands on Mickie's waist as the hot water sprays down on them. Mickie licks
her lips and gently caresses the tips of her fingers against John Cena's
slightly hardened, nicely thick shaft.

"Mmmm..." John moans a bit as Mickie traces the tips of her fingers against
his hardening cock. Mickie rubs her soft and pouty lips together and steps a
bit closer to John Cena, rubbing the thick head of his cock against the soft
lips of her hot, wet pussy, after grasping the base of his cock with her
right hand. John smiles down at Mickie as he turns his hands slightly so that
he can firmly hold on to Mickie's waist. John then lifts Mickie up so that
she can wrap her legs around his waist as his cock enters her pussy.

"Ohhhhh...John..." Mickie moans and closes her eyes as she feels his thick
shaft sliding up easily into her nicely wet pussy. Mickie wraps her arms
around his neck and starts to smoothly rock forward as the water from the
shower head rains down on them.

"Ahhhh... mmm..." John moans as he starts to thrust his cock in and out of
Mickie's pussy. John slides his hands underneath Mickie's ass and cups her
juicy ass cheeks as she rocks on his cock.

"Ohhhh...ohhhh yeah! Mmmm John!" Mickie James lustfully moans as she smoothly
bounces up and down on his cock, while he thrusts his cock steadily up into
her pussy, her large and juicy tits grinding against his muscular chest.

"Mmmmmm fuck.... awww love a morning fuck..." John grunts as Mickie bounces
and rocks faster on his cock as he smoothly increases the pace of his
thrusts.

"Especially with me!" Mickie says with a laugh as she starts to bounce on
John Cena's cock at a quicker, eager pace while the water pours down on them
in the showering unit.

"Hell yeah Mick..." John replies as he rams his cock harder into Mickie's
pussy. John squeezes Mickie's ass cheeks as she bounces happily on his shaft.
Mickie tilts her head back as she grinds her pussy down on John's cock as he
continues to bounce her on his cock, swiftly thrusting his cock upward into
her pussy.

"Ohhhh fuck.... awww.... mmmm..." John moans as Mickie grinds herself sharply
on his pistoning cock. Mickie leans her head forward and slightly opens her
eyes as she presses her perky lips against John's lips, kissing him as she
rocks forward against his cock.

"Mmmmmm..." John moans as kisses Mickie's lips as he pumps his cock in and
out of her pussy. John breaks the kiss with Mickie, "Mmmm... should we go the
bed?" John asks.

Mickie smiles and nods her head "Sure!" Mickie says as she lightly unwraps
her legs from around his muscular waist. John lifts Mickie off of his cock
and as he stands her up, he turns off the shower. John then steps out of the
shower first and he picks Mickie up again to lift her from the shower so that
he can carry her out of the bathroom.

Mickie presses her lips together and playfully looks at John as he carries
her out of the bathroom and into the lavished hotel room, proceeding to bring
his close energetic friend towards the bed "So...how are you going to do me,
Johnny boy!?"

John laughs a bit, "Do you really need to ask?" John asks as he places Mickie
on the bed and she quickly gets on all fours. John licks his lips as Mickie
sways her juicy ass from side to side. John places his hands on Mickie's
waist before he guides his long, meaty cock into Mickie's hot pussy.

"Ohhhhhh!" Mickie moans and closes her eyes as she smoothly rocks forward on
her knees after John's cock enters her tight pussy and he places his strong
hands onto her juicy, tanned waist. John leans his legs against the side of
the bed as he pumps his rock hard cock in and out of Mickie's pussy while he
slides his hands all over her waist.

"Ohhhhh...ohhhh yeah! Ohhhhh John!" Mickie James moans as she starts to rock
back and forth on her hands and knees at a quick pace as John steadily pumps
his cock into her pussy from behind.

"Ahhhhh.... fuck.... mmm..." John moans as he rams his cock firmly into
Mickie's pussy while she rocks back against his muscular waist. Mickie
glances back over her shoulder and cutely smiles at John Cena as she guides
her juicy, hot body back against his rock hard, long shaft.

"Mmmm fuck I love watching your ass..." John says as he watches Mickie's
juicy ass cheeks jiggle when they smack against his waist.

Mickie laughs and tosses her dampened wet brown hair back "You're such a
goof!" Mickie says as she starts to smack her juicy, rounded ass back against
his muscular waist, the sound of flesh smacking against flesh fills the hotel
room.

"Ahhhh.... yeah... and you love that..." John replies with a grunt as he
increases the pace of his thrusts. John's large balls smack between Mickie's
thighs as rocks back faster than he's fucking her.

"Mmmmm...ohhhhh John! Ohhhhh!" Mickie happily groans as she grinds her juicy
ass back against his muscular waist, feeling his shaft ramming deeply into
her pussy. John firmly grabs hold of Mickie's thighs as he roughly slams his
entire cock into Mickie's pussy.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhh John!" Mickie moans loudly and grits her teeth as she starts
to cum on his cock.

"Ahhhh mmmmm fuck Mickie...." John moans as Mickie's pussy squeezes his cock
as she cums all over his cock. Mickie licks her lips and closes her eyes as
she slowly begins to rock back and forth after cumming on John's thrusting
cock. John licks his lips as he pulls his cock out of Mickie's wet pussy and
he smacks her ass cheeks with his shaft. Mickie seductively glances over her
shoulder and turns around on her knees to face John before she leans forward
and slides her wet tongue against the head of his cock that was just inside
of her hot pussy.

"Ahhhh fuck Mickie..." John moans as Mickie laps her tongue around the head
of his cock. John places a hand on Mickie's head as she licks up her pussy
juices that's on his shaft.

Mickie flicks her tongue against the head of John's cock before she opens her
excitable mouth and takes his cock eagerly into her hot, energetic mouth.
"Mmmmm!" Mickie moans as she wraps her lips around his shaft and starts to
eagerly bob her head to suck his cock.

"Awww.... ohhhh fuck...." John moans as Mickie bobs her head on his thick,
rock hard cock. John runs his fingers through Mickie's hair as she takes his
cock further into her mouth.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Mickie moans as her perky and moist lips brush up and down
against his thick cock as she steadily maneuvers her head to suck on his
cock.

"Awww..... ohhhh fuck.... mmmmm damn...." John moans as Mickie sucks and
slurps on his cock. John tilts his head back and he closes his eyes as his
cock starts to throb slightly. Mickie slides her wet tongue repeatedly
against the bottom side of John's cock as she moves her head freely on his
cock, perfectly working her mouth and lips against his pulsating shaft.

"Awww.... ohhhh shit Mickie..... ahhh..." John moans as Mickie bobs her head
faster on his cock as it throbs more noticeably inside of her mouth.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Mickie groans as she presses her lips tighter around his
shaft as she takes his throbbing cock deeper into her hot mouth.

"Ahhhh awww... ahhhhh..." John groans loudly as he starts to cum inside of
Mickie's mouth. Mickie gently turns her head on John's cock as she tastes his
warm cum flooding her mouth. She steadily bobs her head up and down on his
cock a few more times before lifting her head.

John looks down at Mickie as she looks up at him with a mouth full of cum,
"Fuck... you're awesome..."

Mickie smiles up at John and licks her lips "Thanks John!"

"Should we get back into the shower?" John asks.

"Yeah! We have to get the sweat off!" Mickie replies with a laugh.

* * *

In the afternoon at Atlanta, Georgia's Phillips Arena, John Cena is walking
into the arena with his travel bags, and he sees SmackDown's ring announcer
Justin Roberts. "Hey Justin... what are you doing here?" John asks.

Justin smiles at John, "Oh you know, Lilian is singing the national anthem
tonight... so I get to fill in."

"Ouch... and you got to go from here to like Knoxville right?" John asks.

"Yup... at least I got advance warning this time... not like that time when
SmackDown was on the west coast and RAW was on the east coast and I had to
catch a red-eye," Justin laughs.

John smiles, "Well it's great to have you here... I'll talk to ya later, I
got to hit the locker room..."

"Catch you later John," Justin says before John Cena walks away.

John walks through the hallways of the Phillips Arena to where the locker
room for the male WWE Superstars is located and he walks right in where he
sees Randy Orton doing some push-ups. John sets his travel bag down on a
metal chair, "Trying to find those twenty pounds of muscle that disappeared?"
John asks jokingly.

Randy looks up at John as he stops his push ups and gets up from the floor,
"Screw you John..." Randy says with a light laugh, "Not all of us were
bodybuilders before we got into the WWE..."

"Of course not... but one of us was," John says with a smile.

"When did you get into town?" Randy asks as he picks up a towel.

"This morning..." John says.

"With Mickie?" Randy asks with a smirk.

"You're married... why would you want to know?" John asks.

"Oh you know... just out of curiosity..." Randy replies.

"Right..." John nods his head a bit, "How's Alanna?"

"Oh she's great... just great... she loves to wake me and Samantha up in the
middle of the night..." Randy says with a smile.

"She likes to be up in the middle of the night? Well they say the nut doesn't
fall far from the tree..." John says with a laugh.

"Ok... just for that, I'm going to kick you butt in the ring tonight..."
Randy says with a laugh.

"Man I'm just kidding..." John laughs, "But hey about the match tonight I got
an idea..."

* * *

As the main event for the RAW brand live event takes place in the ring,
referee Aaron 'Goose' Mahoney tries to separate John Cena and Randy Orton who
are tied up with each other in the corner of the ring. As he squeezes between
them, Randy clubs Mahoney in the back, knocking him down before he knees Cena
in the crotch.

"BOOOO!" The loud, sold out crowd in the Phillips Arena jeers as they witness
Orton's dastardly acts. Orton cockily poses in the ring as Cena doubles over
in pain. Orton grabs Cena's head and drops him with a vicious DDT.

"ORTON SUCKS! ORTON SUCKS!" The fans boo and heckle Orton as he stands over
Cena with a satisfied smirk on his face. Orton then prepares to roll Cena
over to pin him, but he realizes that referee Mahoney is still out. Orton
leans the ring and walks over to where Justin Roberts is and scares him away
so that he can take the steel-folding chair Roberts was sitting on.

"LET'S GO CENA! LET'S GO CENA!" The fans yell loudly as John Cena struggles
to get to his feet as Orton re-enters the ring with the steel chair. Orton
prepares to nail Cena with the chair , but Cena ducks at the last minute and
rushes behind Orton. Cena then spins Orton around and nails him with a
powerful clothesline to the delight of the crowd.

"CENA! CENA! CENA!" The fans cheer as Cena notices that the referee is
starting to slowly recover. Cena then spots the chair Orton intended to use
on him. He picks up the chair and holds it up as Orton gets up to his feet.
Cena smacks the mat with the chair and then tosses it to Orton who catches it
in confusion. John then drops to his back and acts like he's been hit with
the chair. Mahoney finishes recovering and sees Cena on the mat before he
sees Orton with the chair.

"No... no!" Orton yells as Mahoney calls for the bell to be rung as the crowd
cheers and laughs after witnessing John Cena steal a page from the playbook
of Eddie Guerrero to beat Randy Orton. 'Goose' Mahoney heads to the corner of
the ring closest to Justin Roberts and tells him his decision.

"Your winner by disqualification... JOHN CENA!" Justin Roberts announces as
Cena's theme music begins to play. Randy Orton throws the chair down in
frustration while not realizing that Cena has gotten up to his feet.

"That's a bunch of..." Randy starts to yell before Cena spins him around,
lifts him up and then drops him with his trademark finisher, the Attitude
Adjuster. John then poses for the fans that continue to cheer wildly.

* * *

A few hours after the WWE Live Event at the Phillips Arena, several members
of the WWE Roster are at a local Atlanta nightclub. John Cena is in
attendance, and he's wearing jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt. Also there
are Mickie James, Layla, John Morrison, The Miz, Chris Jericho, Kelly Kelly
and Alicia Fox. The Miz leans against Mickie near the bar, "Hey Mickie when
are you going to dump that zero and get with a hero... like say me..." The
Miz says with a cheesy grin.

Mickie presses her lips together and laughs a bit "Ummm...Mike, John and I
aren't together..." Mickie says as she dressed in a pair of tight fitting,
nicely hip-hugger jeans and a black top.

"Oh really? Could've fooled me..." The Miz says with a smile, "Cause you two
are always together..."

Mickie raises an eyebrow and folds her arms against her chest as she looks at
The Miz with an amused smirk "You know that's real funny Mike...since you and
your John are always together too..."

"Hey! That's not funny!" The Miz says as Mickie starts to laugh.

Meanwhile, Layla is finishing off her drink as she flirts heavily with John
Cena. "Seriously Layla... I don't dance..." John says with a laugh.

Layla presses her luscious, pouty and perfectly moist lips together as she
playfully narrows her eyes "Oh! Can on come baby! Everyone can dance!" Layla
replies as she places her hands onto her nicely curved hips, dressed in a
stunningly short white skirt and a low-cut red top.

"Not me... trust me, I got lead feet..." John replies with a laugh.

Layla sets her drink glass down on the table top and reaches forward with her
hands to take hold of the strong hands of John Cena "Oh come on babe! Show me
what you got!"

"Layla I'm serious...' John starts to say as Layla pulls the reluctant, hunky
WWE Superstar on to the dance floor.

Layla glances over her shoulder back at John as she drags him onto the dance
floor, much to his reluctance. "Oh we'll heat this place up!"

Layla gets John to the center of the dance floor before she turns around to
face him. As Layla instantly gets into the music as she begins to dance
smoothly, John moves awkwardly as Layla pushes up against him.

Layla licks her luscious, sensual lips as she seductively sways her body to
the music, brushing up against John's muscular body. "Ohhh come on baby! Give
me what you got!" Layla says as she purposely grinds her lower body against
the crotch of his jeans.

John presses his teeth together as Layla starts to slide her hands all over
John's arms and chest as she dances up against him as he continues to move as
best as he can to the music, "I am..." John replies with a laugh.

Layla bites down on her bottom lip as she turns around with her back facing
John Cena and starts to grind her nicely shaped, juicy skirt covered ass
closer against John's waist and crotch of his jeans. "Darn it..." Layla says
with a suggestive smirk "And to think...all I hear about you in the bedroom,
I thought you'd have some moves on the dance floor."

John places his hands on Layla's waist as she grinds her ass against his
jeans covered crotch, "What I do in the bedroom and what I do on the dance
floor are two completely different things..."

Layla raises an eyebrow as she locks her beautiful, seducing eyes with John
Cena as she slides her back against his muscular chest, moving smoothly to
the music. "I'd love to find out..."

"Well we're a far way from a bedroom..." John replies as he moves his hands
back and forth against Layla's waist.

"Damn..." John says with a smile, "I heard you'd love to get nasty in public
places..."

Layla seductively laughs and nods her head before she glances past the area
of the dance floor and over to the section where the nightclub's bathrooms
are located "What do you say John, baby?" Layla asks with a sly smirk. "That
is...if you have the guts to..."

"I say lead the way..." John says and as soon as he finishes his reply, Layla
grabs John's right hand and starts to drag him in the direction of the
nightclub's bathrooms. Layla narrows her eyes and locks her seducing eyes on
the entrance of the women's bathroom as she leads the way for John Cena,
swaying her nicely curved ass from side to side, much to John's amusement.

John licks his lips, "Nice ass..." John says as Layla pushes the door to the
women's bathroom open and pulls John inside. Layla laughs as she leans
against the bathroom door closing it before she turns the lock on the door.
Layla turns back to face John Cena and starts to seductively approach him,
her eyes locking on his muscular body. John licks his lips as Layla places
her hands on his muscular, shirt covered chest. She then slides her hands up
to his shoulders, then to his neck and then to the back of his head so that
she can pull him down a bit to kiss him lustfully.

"Mmmmmm..." Layla seductively moans as she presses her lips against his lips,
deeply kissing him as she slides her hands up to the back of John's head and
lightly pulls on his hair while kissing him.

"Mmmmm..." John moans as he slides his tongue into Layla's mouth as she rubs
her hands against the back of his head. John places his hands on Layla's
waist and he starts to push down her short white skirt. Layla slowly tilts
her head back to breaks the kiss before brushing her tongue against his lips.
Layla slyly smirks at John before she starts to lift up his t-shirt, causing
him to remove his hands from her waist and skirt so that she came completely
remove his shirt to expose his muscular chest. John smirks at Layla as she
pulls his shirt off and tosses it onto the bathroom sink while her skirt
falls down her gorgeous legs. Layla steps out of her skirt and kicks it to
the side before she tosses her smoothly straightened, gorgeous black hair
back and then proceeds to kneel down on the floor of the bathroom in front of
John Cena, beginning to immediately unbuckle his belt with her skilled hands.

"You've done this before?" John asks jokingly as Layla unbuckles his belt and
jerks it through he loops of his jeans in near record time. Layla then
unbuttons John's jeans and doesn't bother to unzip them as she tugs and jerks
on his jeans to pull them down from his muscular waist.

Layla laughs and slyly licks her luscious lips "It pays off having experience
babe..." Layla says as she places her hands around his semi-hard cock and
starts to smoothly move her hands against his shaft before lowering her head
to tease the tip of his cock with her wet tongue.

"Mmmm..." John moans as Layla laps her tongue teasingly against the tip of
his cock as she eagerly pumps her hands along it as it becomes fully erect.
Even as she does this, Layla's eyes become slightly wider as she sees exactly
how big John Cena's cock really is.

Layla keeps her beautiful, seducing eyes locked with John Cena as she starts
to drags her tongue around the thickening head of his rapidly hardening
shaft. "Mmmmm..." Layla moans before she parts her lips and takes the head of
his cock into her mouth. Layla says to lightly bob her head on his cock,
removing her left hand from his shaft and placing her hand onto his muscular
thigh.

"Awww.... mmmm..." John moans as Layla bobs her head on the upper half of his
cock as she strokes the lower half with her right hand.

"Mmmmm...mmmmm" Layla moans as her lips wrap perfectly around his meaty shaft
as she starts to smoothly bob her head up and down on his cock, lightly
brushing her tongue against his shaft.

"Ahhhh.... fuck..." John moans as Layla takes his cock further into her mouth
as she moves her right hand to his right thigh.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Layla lustfully moans as she starts to rapidly bob her head
on John Cena's cock, her wet saliva splashing against his shaft. Layla starts
to rock forward on her knees, causing his cock to enter her mouth deeper.

"Ahhhhh.... ohhhh fuck...' John moans as Layla takes a couple of more inches
of his cock into her mouth as she now has little over half of his dick past
her lips.

"Mmmmmm....mmmmmm" Layla soothingly moans against his shaft as she perfectly
moves her head at a smooth, but quick pace, lapping her tongue against his
incredibly thick shaft. John licks his lips as Layla bobs her head back and
forth along the length of his meaty, long cock. Layla clamps her lips tightly
around John's shaft before she turns her head and bobs her head at angle,
causing her teeth to lightly rake against his shaft.

"Awww.... ohhhh fuck...." John moans as he feels Layla's teeth grazing
against his cock. Layla slowly comes to a stop from bobbing her head on
John's cock and gently slides her tongue against the underbelly of his shaft
before she lifts her head from his saliva dripping cock.

"Damn girl... you can suck my dick any time..." John says with a smile as
Layla lifts up her low-cut red top.

Layla presses her pouty lips together as she lifts her red top over her head
to expose her nicely rounded and firm, juicy tits. "I might like that
babe..." Layla says with a wink. John bends down and lifts up Layla from the
floor of the bathroom with ease. As he holds Layla, he turns to sit her on
the bathroom sink and he proceeds to slide down the panties that she's
wearing to expose her hot, wet and perfectly shaved pussy. Layla raises an
eyebrow and smirks as she locks her beautiful eyes with John Cena as he
slides her hands against her incredibly smooth and stunning legs. John steps
between Layla's legs and then bends his knees so that he can lower himself to
where he's eye level with Layla's pussy. John leans his head forward and
begins to flick his talented tongue against her pussy.

"Ohhh...mmm yeah baby!" Layla moans and closes her eyes as she feels John's
head bobbing against her pussy as he flicks his tongue against her smoothly
shaved, hot pussy.

"Mmmm..." John moans against Layla's pussy as he tilts his head up and down
while he works his tongue against Layla's pussy lips.

"Ohhhhh...mmmm yeah baby!" Layla moans as she grits her teeth and tilts her
head back, leaning back on the sink slightly as she feels his tongue darting
against her pussy. John continues to lap his tongue against Layla's pussy as
the hot Diva slides her right hand between her legs. Layla spreads her pussy
lips apart with her index and middle fingers, inviting John to push his
tongue into her pussy, which he eagerly does. "Ohhhh...mmm yeah! Just like
that baby..."

"Mmmm mmm..." John moans as he thrusts his tongue in and out of Layla's pussy
as she keeps her fingers in place to hold her pussy lips apart.

"Ohhhh...." Layla moans and starts to lightly grind her pussy against John's
tongue and lips as he skillfully works on her pussy. John twirls his tongue
around inside of Layla's pussy as she removes her fingers from her pussy.

"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh yeah!" Layla moans as she starts to eagerly push herself
against John Cena's tongue, feeling his tongue lapping against her wet pussy.
John slowly removes his tongue from Layla's pussy before he lifts his head up
and stands up between Layla's legs. As Layla is breathing deeply from how he
ate her pussy, John smoothly pushes his large cock into her wet pussy.

"Ohhhhh! Mmmmm yeah baby..." Layla moans and grits her teeth together as she
feels his rock hard cock easily thrusting into her tight pussy. Layla wraps
her smooth legs around his muscular waist as he starts to deeply thrust his
cock into her wet pussy. "Ohhhh...ohhh yeah!"

"Awww.... mmmmm fuck..." John moans as he pumps his cock firmly in and out of
Layla's pussy as she wraps her legs tightly around his waist. Layla places
her hands onto John's muscular, strong arms as she starts to rock forward on
the sink against John's cock as he swiftly drills himself into her pussy.

"Ohhhh yeah.... mmmm damn..." John moans as he drives his cock harder into
Layla's pussy as she pulls herself towards him to match his pace.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhh yeah baby! Ohhhh fuck that pussy!" Layla moans as she rocks
quickly on the surface of the sink as her legs tighten around his muscular
shaft as he steadily slams into her pussy.

"Awww fuck... ohhh yeah..." John grunts as he drives his cock harder and
faster into Layla's hot and wet pussy.

"Mmmmm fuck.... awww yeah... like that?" John asks with a grunt as he pounds
Layla's hot pussy.

Layla grits her teeth and throws her head back with lust as she feels his
cock starts to roughly ram into her tight, wet pussy. "Ohhhh yeah! Mmmmm fuck
that pussy baby!" Layla moans as she sharply grinds her pussy back against
his cock, sweat dripping from her body. John Cena licks his lips as Layla
lets her legs fall from his waist. John pulls his huge cock out of her pussy
and lifts Layla off of the sink. He turns her around and she instantly bends
forward and grabs the sides of the sink as John pushes his cock back into
her pussy.

"Ohhhhhh...mmmmm" Layla lustfully groans as she glances over her shoulder to
smirk back at John Cena as she feels his cock entering her tight pussy from
behind before he starts to pump his cock into her pussy.

"Ahhhh.... awww fuck..." John Cena grunts as he grabs the sides of Layla's
hips as he rams his cock firmly and deeply into her hot pussy from behind.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhh yeah baby!" Layla moans and closes her eyes as she rocks
against the sink, while John pumps his cock deeply into her pussy from
behind, her juicy ass smacking against his muscular waist, causing her hands
to grip the edges of the sink tighter. John grits his teeth as he pulls Layla
back towards him as he drives his cock as hard as possible into her pussy.
John's ballsack smacks between Layla's thighs as he fucks her.

"Ahhhh yeah.... mmmm fuck.... awww shit..." John groans loudly as his jerks
Layla back towards him as he relentlessly fucks her hot pussy from behind.
John looks down and sees that Layla's ass cheeks have become slightly red
from repeatedly smacking against his muscular body.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhh fuck!" Layla moans as her pussy tightens around John's cock
and she begins to cum.

"Ohhhh fuck.... mmmm yeah..." John grunts as Layla's pussy juices flow all
over his cock as he continues to fuck her. Layla seductively narrows her eyes
and glances back at John Cena as she roughly rocks back on her feet to push
back against his cock that is soaked with her pussy juices.

"Mmmm fuck.... awww... ahhh..." John moans as he pulls his now throbbing cock
out of Layla's perfectly fucked pussy. John wraps his right hand around his
cock that is coated with Layla's cum and he strokes it as she turns around.

Layla licks her lips and slyly sinks down onto her knees in front of John
Cena as he rapidly pumps his throbbing cock with his right hand. "Mmmm yeah
baby..." Layla moans as she opens her mouth, eagerly awaiting John's cum.

"Aww.... ohhhh fuck..." John moans as he starts to cum. A good amount of
John's impressive load drops right into Layla's mouth, but some ends up
streaking onto Layla's cheeks.

"Mmmm..." Layla hungrily groans as his warm cum lands into her mouth, while
some drips down her cheeks and down her neck. Layla presses her lips together
as she takes a moment to swallow his cum.

"Fuck you're hot...." John moans as he slowly strokes his cock to make sure
every drop of cum shoots from it.

Layla licks her lips "And I know how to have fun baby!"

* * *

Meanwhile, in the men's bathroom, Mickie James is sitting high up on her
knees in front of The Miz with his cock trapped between her tits. Mickie
grinds her tits up and down on Miz's shaft as his cock erupts with an
impressive burst of cum, "Awww fuck John's a lucky bastard...." Miz moans.

Mickie laughs as she holds The Miz's cock between her large, juicy tits as
his cum drips down onto them. "Mike! For the last time...John and I aren't
together...we're just, like friends!"

Miz grins, "I know that... but you fuck him a lot..." Miz replies, "Shit
maybe I should get Lay and you get John and we just have a full out fuck fest
all night..." Miz grins.

Mickie glances up and raises an eyebrow "Yeah...I don't know about that
Mike..." Mickie pauses and then laughs "I don't really think Layla is his
type..."